Egoneg slid over the "floor" of female naked bodies he'd created in the gym's shower, and his body was all slippery from soap and sweat and running water, and their bodies were just as slick and soapy, so he kept slipping and sliding around, and the women continued to lather him with trembling hands, and that excited Egoneg more than anything else, that trembling, because that meant they were terrified of him, terrified of Egoneg, and, oh yeah, his dick was nice and hard now.

     In that moment, he realized he was as close to his own personal version of heaven as he was ever likely to get.

     And it wouldn't be a long life, either. Egoneg had kind of a sense of that as well. He found it hard to shake the feeling that he probably wouldn't be living out the day.

     So, even as he swam all over those wet, naked bodies to rise to his climax, and even as fear continued to burst from him like water from a broken pipe, he reminded himself who he truly was. No matter how powerful he felt at the moment, in the end, he was just plain old drab and pervy Egoneg without family, friends, or anyone else who gave a flying fuck about him.

     We went to reach for the nearest woman he saw, and that's when he, at last, noticed it.

     What the...

     All the women in the gym?

     They were shrinking.

     He looked around to find he could no longer find one even half his size.

     Not only that, the shower itself seemed to be shrinking. 

     No. He had it backward.

​     The women weren't shrinking.

     He was growing.

     He was swelling up like a fucking balloon, and quick.

     "What the..."

     He barely got outside in time.

​END OF CHAPTER SIX

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